Rebecca Wake Whore ❤️

About Tokyo

Angry? Nah, she was ace! Happy as a bat on acid watchin’ ‘er hustle. Surprised me, though—once saw ‘er feedin’ stray cats. Soft side, who’d a thunk? “Death is a big sleep,” she’d mumble, quotin’ that flick. Deep, man, deep! Reminds me o’ them killers in the movie—actin’ tough, but broken inside. Whore’s life ain’t all glitter, nah. She’d tell ya, “I’m free, I’m me!”—bollocks, trapped as fuck! Made me wanna scream, “Oi, Raven, run!” But nah, she’d just laugh, “Ozzy, ya nutter!”

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Motel Of The White Locust Lyrics, Glassjaw, Welcome to Hollywood whore Wake up in Hollywood whore My dance has.

By the end of the day, I’m exhausted. I sit down at my desk, and I’m just staring at the wall. I think about how Wake is more than just a city. It’s a community. The people, the streets, the little quirks that make it special. I mean, yeah, it’s tough being a warden, but it’s also kinda rewarding.

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